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Again, the book was presented to me by mom, like Autobiography of A Yogi. I still share the same sentiments, never was a fan of autobiographies and never liked the choice of books my mom chose to read. And yet, all the more, my mom dumbfounded me... This was another captivating read about the lives of the devotees of Sri Ramakrishna. I still remember at least a decade ago, when I was given a colourfully illustrated book about the same evangelist, I was dumbstruck by the work of God. The book, among many others, alongside many childhood experiences planted the love of God into my heart. Over the years things changed, and I as reached adulthood, I was thrown into a sea of doubt and turbulence, maya, the dualistic nature of Earthly desires and devils.
The autobiography was almost God-given; He realised, I'm guessing, that He wanted me back, and so tuned me to receive this parcel of bliss-digger. It also came at a time I was so desperate for answers. I was stunned and started to realise that my love of God - that I used to hold so dear when I was a child - had almost vapourised. Reading the autobiography was like rekindling my love for The Creator and in succession was this next gift of stories about people who lived by the Ultimatum. I shall never turn back, except to fulfill my worldly duties to my parents and the people around me. And try, I shall, to culminate spirituality into the minds of my most beloved and strangers alike.
If a person wants God, God takes everything away from him. And if that person continues to love Him. God becomes his slave.
-They Lived With God
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